Street Dogs:Katie Bar The Door Lyrics

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When I graduated high schoolCollege not my sceneSo I got a job at home for meFeeling good about my opportunityIt's got benefits and decent pay... but they say

We hit a stalemate, looks bleak for usA strike or lock-out or wholesale bustThink to myself what a hell of a startAs we file down to Kate's Tavern

Katie, bar the door, we are jumping off the railsAny hope for calm went John B. SailsWe're in your pub tonight to sing of good days left behindAnd raise a glass to better times

The rumor mill's dispelled the official word comes downThey're gonna move our jobs real far awaySettle to another country where mistreatment for the workers is so commonplace... the judge says

"We cannot stop them, they're free to go"He looks me in the eyes he says "I can't help you son"Whatever happened to America?She was sold twenty-six fuckin' long years ago

Katie, bar the door, we are jumping off the railsAny hope for calm went John B. SailsWe're in your pub tonight to sing of good days left behindAnd raise a glass to better times

Hey, Hey, Hey, HeyHey, Hey, Hey, Hey

Why sing about the unions again?They have all died awayWe are now in the midst of a brand new world economy

I don't believe them, I won't despairThey are regrouping, they're coming back to stayTwelve percent can climb back up to fifty percentOnce again, my friend, a message we'll send

Katie, bar the door, we are jumping off the railsAny hope for calm went John B. SailsWe're in your pub tonight to sing of good days left behindAnd raise a glass to better times

Katie, bar the door, we are jumping off the railsAny hope for calm went John B. SailsWe're in your pub tonight to sing of good days left behindAnd raise a glass to better timesWe'll raise a glass to better timesWe'll raise a glass to better times